Double Duty Poem by Ima Ryma

I have an annual blood drive,
And am a vampire careful that
I leave each victim much alive
While sleeping in their habitat.
So once a year in dead of night,
I sweep the whole world in search of
New blood, but leave all in delight,
To wake next morning full of love.
I've done this now for centuries.
Nobody seems to have caught on.
Also grab cookies under trees,
And I am safely home at dawn.

My thirst for blood bums me because
Its added stress for Santa Claus.